The Ancient Vast Realm

Wu Tian Kuang gently stroked his empty right eye socket, and there was deep fear in the remaining single eye.

Wu Tian Kuang had never thought that one day he would have such a hard battle with a human. Although he was not in his prime, he should never be able to resist a human who was only at the early stage of the Lord Realm.

However, the fact is that this human not only resisted his attack head-on, but also caused him considerable injuries in the confrontation between the two with the sword intent of the mustard seed realm and the evil weapon.

What made Wu Tian Kuang most uneasy was that he didn't know what kind of curse the other party had used, which greatly affected him during the battle.

Whether it was the sudden confusion of thoughts or the sudden stagnation of blood circulation, it was as if all the negative emotions burst out at once and were affecting him. At most, he could exert about 80% of his strength, which was terrible.

Moreover, in the battle with Feng Xuan, its invincible poison not only failed to have any effect, but was gradually invaded by a blood poison. It even suppressed the efficacy of the sixth-grade holy medicine-level golden ginseng, making it unable to play its due role. Instead, it seemed to nourish the blood poison that invaded its body.

As a member of the Wusha clan, it can be said that Wu Tiankuang is naturally immune to all poisons. However, at this time, it had to divide some of its energy to suppress the toxins in its body to prevent the terrible blood poison from corroding its whole body.

"As expected of a strong man who almost killed the Wusha King, even after being weakened layer by layer, I didn't expect that he still has such a strong strength.

It seems that even if I have broken through to the fourth realm now, I still can't underestimate the enemy. If the opponent is at his peak, I alone can't be the opponent of Wu Tiankuang at all, and it's difficult to even escape."

Feng Xuan felt the surging blood in his body and felt the flesh that was almost at the limit. He had to admit that although he had overestimated the strength of the enemy at the peak of the middle stage of the fourth realm, he still underestimated it.

Wu Tian Kuang has only barely reached the peak of the middle stage of the fourth realm because he forcefully merged some fragments of the Yunsha Tianzhu.

Even so, he fought so hard because he had experienced the previous fight with the Yanmang guards and was weakened by Jian Wuchen's suppression.

"The strength of the Wu leader is indeed very strong, but this battle is still won by Feng."

Feng Xuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up slowly. He had already figured out the limit of Wu Tian Kuang's strength, and it was time to end this battle.

Feng Xuan's sword intent became more and more solid, and five different sword spirits took on the form of fierce beasts, circling around him, emitting a strong five-element aura.

As Feng Xuan raised the blood-colored long sword in his hand, the five-element sword intent seemed to have a carrier, vying to attach to the blade, and a destructive power rippled, causing Wu Tian Kuang to feel a long-lost fear in his heart.

"Damn it! What is this? Could it be a great magical power!"

Wu Tiankuang's face changed drastically. At this moment, he was completely in despair. If he was in his prime, he might not be afraid of this power and could wipe it out with his powerful strength.

However, at this state, it no longer had any trump cards to resist this terrifying destructive force.

Countless thoughts flashed through Wu Tiankuang's mind in an instant, but he could not think of any way to deal with it, and Feng Xuan would not give him time to continue thinking.

"Fifth level of sword realm - wheel-destroying style!"

Feng Xuan's figure flashed, and a sword with destruction in his hand slashed out. At this moment, it seemed that the space was frozen.

Feeling the power of this sword, Wu Tiankuang wanted to dodge, but he immediately felt deeply powerless after his wings were cut off. Feng Xuan had already blocked every escape route for it, and the sword intent had locked it. This sword was doomed to be unavoidable.

"Damn it, you forced me to unseal it!"

Wu Tiankuang no longer hesitated, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes as if he had made a certain decision.

It hit the Yunsha Dzi Bead between its eyebrows, and suddenly a powerful, violent force that did not belong to it suddenly burst out, almost breaking its body apart.

"Ugh!"

With a muffled groan, Wu Tiankuang's eyes were red and bleeding, and his heart was mad.

For thousands of years, it has been comprehending the charm of the Yunsha Dzi Bead all the time. Although it has not been able to gain much insight from the incomplete Yunsha Dzi Bead, it unexpectedly discovered that after the fragments of the Yunsha Dzi Bead were integrated into its body, it could greatly enhance its strength.

However, this is not without cost. Wu Tiankuang, who has integrated into the Yunsha Dzi Bead, also realized that if he could not get the complete Yunsha Dzi Bead, he would probably be limited to the current realm in his life.

From that moment on, Wu Tiankuang understood that between it and the Wusha King, only one could survive, which was one of the reasons why it chose to completely surrender to Yan Zi.

Without Yan Zi's help, it alone could not be the opponent of the Wusha King.

More importantly, in the days that followed, Wu Tiankuang discovered a fatal problem. Since integrating into the Yunsha Dzi Bead, his consciousness was changing and was actually being influenced by the Yunsha Dzi Bead.

If this influence is completely completed, it is unknown whether he will control the Yunsha Dzi Bead or be controlled by it.

Since then, Wu Tiankuang has sealed the incomplete Yunsha Dzi Bead, unwilling to let it continue to affect himself before getting the complete Yunsha Dzi Bead.

"There is still a chance. As long as I kill you and complete Yan Mu's task, I still have a chance..."

Wu Tiankuang's eyes were red, like a madman, muttering something.

Under Feng Xuan's astonished gaze, Wu Tiankuang completed a series of actions in an instant.

Looking at Wu Tiankuang, who was full of strong evil spirit, like a statue walking out of the abyss, like a fierce demon, a chill flashed through his heart.

"We can't let him go on, this guy seems to have untied some kind of restraint, kill!"

Feng Xuan ignored Wu Tiankuang's madness, his hands kept moving, and he still resolutely chopped at the opponent.

"Kill!"

Wu Tiankuang did not dodge at all. His intact one arm held the black evil iron stick wrapped in red evil spirit, and a layer of space ripples swept towards Feng Xuan. From the momentum alone, it was not inferior to Feng Xuan's attack.

Boom!

The space was twisting and breaking, and black cracks appeared at the place where the two people collided.

The ultimate collision between the two actually caused a space crack, indicating that the power generated at this moment has reached the late stage of the Lord Realm, and can break the space with pure power.

"Puff!"

Under the powerful collision, Feng Xuan's blood surged up, and he couldn't help but spit it out. The snake was cut off and flew out, and he turned into a meteorite and flew backwards.

Obviously, in the fight just now, even Feng Xuan, who was swinging his sword with all his strength, could not resist.

The fully erupted Wu Tiankuang, even his prototype of the great magical power formed by the fusion of the five-fold sword intent and the power of annihilation, could not make up for it. The gap between the realms of the two was too big.

Seeing this, Jian Wuchen, who had been watching the battle silently and recovering from his injuries in the distance, changed his expression. He endured the severe pain and weakness in his body and flew forward to catch Feng Xuan who was flying back.

"Brother Feng, how are you?"

Jian Wuchen looked at Feng Xuan, who was bleeding in his arms, and quickly took out a secret medicine and stuffed it into his mouth. His fingers kept tapping on Feng Xuan to prevent the injury from getting worse.

Feng Xuan's appearance at this time was extremely miserable. He was almost a bloody man, with more than half of his bones broken, like meat paste. The arm holding the knife was almost disabled, and none of his five fingers were intact. They were twisted into a knot.